Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from East Timor and from Lyon.
But I was there.
I was there in 1967.
I was there at the first Rodriguez show in Detroit.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1966 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Lille and Accra.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Lille kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1987 at the first Nirvana practice in a loft in Seattle.
I was working on the snare sounds with much patience.
I was there when Lou Reed started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Television to the rap kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Rosa Yemen. All the underground hits.
All Talk Talk tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every The Gories record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '80s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a guitar and a sitar and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Arthur Verocai record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a harpsichord.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Section 25,
Technova,
Pierre Henry,
the Swans,
The Fuzztones,
Nas,
Bob Dylan,
The Names,
Blake Baxter,
The Victims,
Glenn Branca,
DJ Style,
The Durutti Column,
Hashim,
Justin Hinds & The Dominoes,
Be Bop Deluxe,
The Gladiators,
Neil Young,
David Bowie,
The Velvet Underground,
the Human League,
OOIOO,
Alice Coltrane,
Gerry Rafferty,
The Black Dice,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
Selector Dub Narcotic,
FM Einheit,
Ultimate Spinach,
A Certain Ratio,
Sonic Youth,
Sällskapet,
Altered Images,
Byron Stingily,
Crispy Ambulance,
Camouflage,
Slick Rick,
the Slits,
The Barracudas,
Barbara Tucker,
The Smoke,
Loose Ends,
Urselle,
Icehouse,
Super Lover Cee & Casanova Rud,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Thee Headcoats,
Crime,
Mandrill,
Mantronix,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Minutemen,
Accadde A,
Spandau Ballet,
The Neon Judgement,
Hoover,
Sound Behaviour,
The Gap Band,
Bush Tetras,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
Robert Hood,
The Selecter,
Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight, Suburban Knight.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.